Harry Potter: This senior is pretty strong

"Crooked Hill, what do you think about him when he comes back? Should I talk to him?" Hermione asked seriously, lifting up the cat, which had clearly grown quite large.

"Meow—?" Crookshan asked in confusion.

"Fine, then I'll ignore him! Who told him not to take me?" Hermione said angrily.

"Meow~?" Crookshan continued to ask.

“Well, what you said makes sense… He did say that the place we’re going to this time is a bit far and remote, and he doesn’t want me to be too tired on the journey…” Hermione said, placing the cat on her lap and stroking its back.

"Meow~" Crookshan let out a comfortable meow, and a gurgling sound came from his body.

“But I’m not a child anymore. If he can go, why can’t I? You agree, right?” Hermione said to the yellow cat on her lap.

"Meow-" Crookshan let out a half-hearted meow.

"Anyway, even though summer vacation has already started, he still went somewhere else and left me alone at home for two whole days. Humph, I'm going to ignore him for at least a day... um, half a day! What do you think, Crookshan?"

“…Ugh~” Crookshan uttered the second half of the sound he had just made.

“Okay, that’s settled then. You can’t talk to him, understand?” Hermione warned.

"..." Krokshan ignored him, nuzzled his little master's leg, found a comfortable position to lie down, and planned to have a good sleep.

……

"If only I had a car. I wonder if the Weasleys would be willing to sell their flying car. I'll have to talk to George and Fred later and have them ask Mr. Weasley," Qin Yu thought to himself as he walked down the stairs from the subway station.

He had to take a long subway ride back from Diagon Alley, which took up a lot of his time.

So, he naturally thought of the car that Mr. Arthur Weasley, the Weasley father, had modified—a magical car that could fly. Qin Yu didn't know how Mr. Weasley had managed to exploit a loophole in the Ministry of Magic to modify that car.

In fact, he had also considered connecting Granger's fireplace to the Floo network, so that long-distance transmission could be achieved with only a small amount of Floo Powder.

However, he quickly dismissed the idea because he didn't want too much of the magical world to appear in the Granger's home, as it would have some impact and cause some trouble for the Grangers.

As for buying a Muggle car... he's too young, doesn't have a driver's license, and doesn't have pounds sterling, so Gringotts won't give him unlimited Muggle currency.

And then there's the flying broomstick. If he dares to ride it around London, the Ministry of Magic will come knocking on his door the next day, arrest him, and then he'll just have to wait for Hermione to bring him prison food.

Okay, Hermione...

Qin Yu was thinking about all sorts of random things in order to calm himself down.

After all, the look Hermione gave him when he left home yesterday... tsk...

"Will I be kicked out of the house by my wife, oops, Hermione?" Qin Yu wondered to himself.

—Okay, the 39 time rewinds had a huge impact on Qin Yu's thinking and cognition, and sometimes he was even a little confused about how to address people.

He decided that before going home, he needed to clearly distinguish between reality and that chaotic state of mind in order to avoid saying the wrong thing and causing any negative consequences.

……

……

"Hermione, I'm home!" Qin Yu walked into the house and greeted the girl who was petting the cat and watching TV in the living room with a big smile.

“Oh, you’re back,” Hermione said calmly.

This reaction left Qin Yu unsure of the girl's current situation.

"Hey, I bought you your favorite ice cream. It's from the Florin Ice Cream Shop in Diagon Alley. The clerk even added an extra scoop of raspberry sauce." Qin Yu said, taking the ice cream, which was in refrigerated packaging, out of his Swinton brand spatial bag.

Hermione glanced at it, her lips moved slightly, then she looked back at the TV and said calmly, "I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat."

hiss~

Qin Yu gasped, thinking to himself, "He's not even eating ice cream, he must be angry!"

He didn't have much experience in coaxing girls in his previous life, so this tricky situation was really difficult for Qin Panghu Yu.

Even with his exceptional intelligence and resourcefulness, he was still somewhat at a loss when faced with his own weaknesses.

"Well... you don't know, the place we went to this time was really dangerous. It was a lonely reef in the sea. Last night, a storm hit there, with strong winds and dark clouds. A petrel... was blown into a huge wave and almost drowned... and Hagrid and I were sailing in the stormy sea. The small boat was almost capsized at one point..." Qin Yu decided to try a different approach.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the little girl asked with some concern, "Then have you...?"

Immediately, she realized something was wrong, her face fell, and she said indifferently, "Since you're standing here perfectly fine, it proves that nothing's wrong with you."

My girlfriend is too smart and hard to please, what should I do? I need help urgently. Qin Yu thought to himself.

—Hmm? My cognitive bias seems to have resurfaced. I don't have a girlfriend.

"Actually, it's not like there was nothing wrong at all. After we picked them up, we had nowhere to stay, so we found a small, run-down hotel. As you know, I didn't have much money on me, and Hagrid was even poorer. So Harry, Hagrid, and I had to sleep in a tiny room. The next day, breakfast was pitifully small, and Hagrid didn't even get enough to eat..." Qin Yu said with a sigh.

"Wait, what did you just say?" Hermione turned around abruptly, her delicate brows furrowed, and she looked sharply at Qin Yu.

"Hagrid isn't full?" Qin Yu asked, bewildered.

“No, it’s what I said earlier!” Hermione exclaimed, her hand instinctively grabbing Crookshank’s nape.

"Too little breakfast?" Qin Yu said, while thinking to himself, what could be wrong with that?

“Not that sentence either, go further back!” Hermione shook her head.

"Ahead... I didn't bring many pounds, so Harry, Hagrid, and I had to sleep in a very, very small room..." Qin Yu repeated what he had just said.

Then, he saw the little girl snort, glare at him angrily, and say irritably:

"So, who is Harley?!"

“Harry? He’s the student we’re picking up, right? We went back to shore from that rock, stayed at that hotel, and then went to Diagon Alley…” Qin Yu gave a brief account.

"So you're sharing a room with her? And you're even crammed together?!" Hermione pouted, looking both angry and aggrieved.

"Well, we didn't have any money, and I was with her..." Qin Yu started to say, then realized something was off. "Wait, why did you use the word 'her'?"

“Her? Is there something wrong with that?” Hermione asked blankly.

"Although Harry looks very quiet and delicate, he is indeed a boy." Qin Yu looked at the girl's somewhat bewildered eyes and said with a slight smile.

“Harry?” Hermione repeated the name.

"Yes, Harry Potter! Have you forgotten? You read a book about him just a few days ago," Qin Yu said helplessly.

“I…I don’t remember any of that…” Hermione stammered.

Because something else happened that day, she didn't remember the name very well.